Kathryn Visits the Discipline Room

[This story involves bodily functions, especially intimate discussions in some detail of urination and menstruation, as well as severe discipline, so if you don't want to deal with those subjects, please read no further. All characters are well over 18.]

Kathryn did manage to control her temper and make sure she didn't anger her daughter Joanie, who was now in full control of her mother. This occurred because Kathryn cheated on her husband, Joanie's dad, who divorced her after throwing her out of the house. Joanie, who had resented Kathryn's domination of her for years, was happy to provide Kathryn with a home, at the price of her mother's submitting to total control by her daughter. (Joanie had no great love for her dad, who had approved Kathryn's domination of Joanie.)

Joanie's dominance was most fully expressed when she took her mother to a lingerie shop in town called UnderCover, which also provided disciplinary services to regular clients of the shop. Kathryn had twice taken Joanie to the shop and had her disciplined severely by the senior disciplinarian, Annabel. Joanie reciprocated by having a new French disciplinarian, Janine, take charge of Kathryn while Joanie and two of Kathryn's friends observed the spectacle.

Over the next few months, Kathryn did try to adjust to her daughter's stentorian set of rules. Kathryn needed permission to do just about anything or to leave the house. Joanie noticed, however, that she was getting careless in her personal hygiene and dress. Joanie also found when inspecting her mother that Kathryn now often left pee and fecal stains in her panties.

"I'm not going to stand for your sloppiness, and especially the shameful condition of your panties, Mom," Joanie told her. "You seem to feel that since you do not often go out, you can let down any standards of cleanliness and dress. You're leaving me no choice but to schedule another appointment for you at UnderCover."

Kathryn panicked at this warning and pleaded with Joanie to give her another chance. "You've had months to get your act together," Joanie intoned, "and you have failed abysmally. First, I'm putting up a chart in the bathroom, where you will enter each time you urinate, defecate, or change your tampon during your period. Any omission, intended or not, will result in your being disciplined. There's a column for you to describe your bowel movements and the length of your defecations, and also to enter the starting and ending dates of your period."

Kathryn knew that if she failed to enter all of her bathroom visits, she would definitely be back at UnderCover to be disciplined by that sadistic disciplinarian, Janine. That prospect scared her but also aroused her so that she found herself quite wet whenever she thought about Janine whipping or caning her.

Her worst memory was when Joanie directed Janine to give Kathryn three Mistress's Strokes--strokes with a small, very soft whip directly between the legs. The most feared version called for the one being punished to hold her labia open for the whip. Janine, in fact, would use the French word that was used in that country when women received these cruel strokes: The disciplinarian ordered them to hold their labia apart when the disciplinarian said, "Ouvrez," which means "open."

That stroke hurt so much that Kathryn didn't even want to think about it, but when the prospect of facing the sadistic French disciplinarian again kept it front and center in her consciousness. She realized that despite the oppression her daughter was visiting upon her, she had to go above and beyond to always show a nice face to her and everyone in the household, including Joanie's two daughters, Joanne and Grace, as well as her husband, Jackson.

It also crossed her mind that Joanie had been considerate in one respect: until now, she had punished Kathryn in private, usually in Joanie's master bedroom. But the other day, when Kathryn started complaining about what Joane was making her do, Joanie put on a forced smile at having to put up now with Kathryn's bad attitude. Then she put the boom down: "Mom, I'm getting tired of your petulance. Next time you earn some discipline, it will be given with the family present."

Kathryn was speechless. She had trouble conceiving of her skirt being raised, her panties lowered, and her bottom and genitals exposed to Joanie's husband and daughters. The girls were 14 and 12, which made it worse because they knew what kind of discipline Joanie imposed, although she did not discipline them physically. Because of her own bad memories of the way Kathryn had brutalized her, Joanie decided not only to impose similar conditions, if not worse, when she acquired domino over her mother, but not to use physical discipline or corporal punishment to correct her daughters.

Kathryn was now exceedingly careful in her choice of words. But one day when she asked Joanie for permission to go out, and told her daughter it was to meet some friends, Joanie denied her request, saying that the last time Kathryn got together with these friends, she came home inebriated and sullen.

This abrupt denial from Joanie, who acted like it had been akin to denying a child's silly request, infuriated Kathryn. She told Joanie in no uncertain terms that she had had enough of Joanie's domination and would set about finding a place to live as soon as possible.

Joanie actually laughed at her. "You have no money," she cracked. "You're bereft of any friends who would lend you any significant sum. Given how you treated me, you're quite lucky I opened my heart to take you in and you're welcome to stay as long as you like or need to be here.

"And" Joanie concluded with something of a flourish, "you will be disciplined tomorrow for this outburst and insult. My daughters and husband will be present to witness when you get what you deserve, Mom. And unless you want me to allow them to use the cane on your naughty bottom, you'd better behave until then and afterward."

Kathryn was dismayed and at loose ends. She went to her room, lay down on her bed, and for the first time, began to cry into her pillow. Joanie was re-energized by her threat made to her mother and decided to pay UnderCover a visit. She wanted to arrange another session for Kathryn, and she also was in a mood to pick up a pair or two of Spanx Power Panties that she felt she should wear because she had managed to keep her weight down after having the girls, but it was a continuing challenge. Her husband was more respectful now that he saw how she handled her mom. He also was more aroused and attentive to her in bed.

Joanie thought his being present when Kathryn got disciplined tomorrow would be a good chance to impress him that she was not to be trifled with. The more she thought about her visit to UnderCover, the more ideas she had: she would get a pair or two of rumba panties, the ones with ruffles for Kathryn to wear when she was to be punished.

Joanie had a chance to chat with the two senior disciplinarians, Annabel and Janine. Annabel had disciplined Joanie twice at Kathryn's instance, and Joanie remained wary of her. But Janine had carefully accepted Joanie's requests regarding disciplining her mother. This included giving Kathryn three painful and shameful Mistress's Strokes between her legs, one on her open vulva.

Joanie said that she was now in total charge of her mother, and felt she needed a booster dose of discipline since her last visit. Janine inquired as to what she had in mind.

"I'd like her to be figged. Please start then with a serious spanking until her bottom is quite red, so the last half should be administered with the hairbrush," Joanie began. "She then needs a dozen cuts with the cane, which she should be ordered to count, with Rule 3 in force, viz., that if she loses count, miscounts, or fails to count before the next stroke, the caning will begin again with the first stroke. After that, you will please give her some strokes with your martinet and go low on the last few. Lastly, She should have two Mistress's Strokes, one less than last time but the same number she had ordered given to me, but both of these should be on her open sex."

Annabel had some bit of loyalty to Kathryn, who had first called on her to discipline Joanie, and asked Joanie what Kathryn had done to earn this punishment.

Joanie was slightly annoyed by Annabel's intervention, but she remained all business and replied, "Kathryn has continued to act up, complain, and behave like a naughty girl. Today when I pointed out how silly her threat to leave was--because she has no money--she insulted me and will be disciplined tomorrow in front of my family--husband and daughters--which has not been necessary before as I have been willing until now to discipline her in private."

Annabel thanked Joanie, because she didn't want to antagonize the young woman, who was becoming a source of further business. Joanie then asked her to show her some Spanx Power Panties in her size, as well as some rumba panties for Kathryn.

Annabel took her over to the displays of underwear and suggested both appropriate rumba panties and then presented Joanie with two pairs of Power Panties. They were the familiar light tan-colored; Anabel reached into a drawer and took out a pair of gorgeous blue Power Panties in Joanie's size.

"They're yours as a gift for your continuing patronage of our store," Anabel said with a smile. "I look forward to your daughters bringing their daughters here, too," she added, "although it's too bad neither you nor I--definitely not I--will be here to see that."

"Thank you so much, Annabel," Joanie said with real emotion. "You've made me feel very good in my coming here today," she added. Joanie did feel good, enough to leave out of her memory, at least for now, how Annabel went along with her mother's denial of Joanie's plea to relieve herself before Annabel began the discipline. Joanie had begun to leak into her panties and then was allowed to pee into a bucket. It was the embarrassment she had tended to recall.

The next day, Joanie summoned Joanne and Grace, her teenage daughters, and her husband, Jackson, to be there when she disciplined Kathryn. Her mother was wearing only a white shift, thin and mostly translucent, so the outlines of her breasts and nipples were on display, along with her vulval camel toe.

"Mommy," the younger girl, Grace, called out, "that thin coverall Grandma has on lets you just about see her vagina."

"Sometimes that happens when you're a naughty girl," Joanie told her. "So, I want you to behave so that doesn't ever happen to you or Joanne."

Joanie sat on an armless wooden chair and summoned Kathryn to stand in front of her. "You're being punished for behaving extremely badly in insulting me directly and failing to keep yourself clean, specifically, for staining your panties," she said as the girls and Jackson gasped at the misbehaviors that Kathryn had committed.

She indicated that it was time for Kathryn to get over her lap. When her mom was so placed, Joanie lifted up her shift so that she was bare below the waist. She immediately began spanking her, alternately on each cheek, and harder as the spanking progressed.

Kathryn made no sound and Joanie switched shortly to using her hairbrush. These strokes elicited small cries from her mother, but Joanie plowed on. She had Kathryn stand and bend over the back of her chair. She made her spread her legs and the girls tittered because they could see her dark bush through her legs.

Kathryn now was ordered to stand and bend over the end of the couch. Joanie stood behind her and peremptorily told her to spread her legs widely. Joanie picked up her cane, laid it in the middle of Kathryn's broad bottom, drew it back, and fired three quick strokes, moving down her bottom with each one.

Kathryn screamed after each hurtful stinger. But now Joanie found the little French martinet Janine had given her after the last time at UnderCover when Janine had used it on Kathryn's bottom. Joanie had practiced so the strands with their metal caps splayed across Kathryn's already red cheeks. Joanie now moved the martinet lower so that when she used to it strike Kathryn's rear, some of the strands went between Kathryn's legs and landed with a sting on her intimate places, including her vaginal opening and her clit. One strand struck right on her recessed dark-colored anus.

Both the girls and Jackson were stupefied by the extended punishment Joanie gave her mother. Kathryn was screaming now. Joanie told her she could stand up, let her shift down, and apologize to everyone for forcing them to endure seeing her punished.

"I'm sorry, girls, and Jackson, and you too, Joanie," Kathryn said evenly, "for you having to watch me get disciplined, a disciplining I definitely deserved. I promise, Joanie, that I will be a good girl from now on or I know you will whip me between the legs next time, right on my naughty coochie."

Joanne and Grace tittered at that word, but Joanie's grimace silenced them quickly.

"Thank you, Mom," Joanie said, "I hope this does mark the start of a new behavior on your part, and we all promise to help you improve, won't we, girls?"

The girls said they would, and Jackson added his hopes for Kathryn's improvement.

"You may now go to your room, Mom," Joanie said. "If you need to, you may use the toilet first. I'll be up to tuck you in."

Kathryn did stop at the bathroom and after she did her business, looked at the chart there where she had to record her bathroom doings. She did put down that she had peed and made a doody (6 in. she estimated, brown, thick, smooth). She carefully wiped herself between her legs from her vulva right through to her anal opening, until the paper came out pristine.

Two days later, however, she was lecturing the girls on keeping their clothes clean. She raised her voice when Joanne appeared to grimace at her grandmother's lecture. Joanie heard a loud shout and came into the room. Rather abruptly, she asked her why she had been yelling.

"I was just trying to get them to understand why they needed to wear clean clothes and keep them clean," Kathryn remonstrated. She decided she didn't need to put Joanne on the spot by mentioning her making a face at Kathryn.

Kathryn had been reasonably compliant with the new requirements that she fill in the toilet chart every time she went to the bathroom. She was embarrassed to have to put down that her period only lasted for two days and that she had barely made a dent in her little box of 12 Slender Regular Tampax. But she didn't let herself linger on such thoughts. Joanie had just informed her that they were paying a return visit the next day to UnderCover.

Kathryn knew not to protest this scheduling. Until she was punished at the lingerie shop the following day, she had this event at the front of her mind. Even though she felt older every time she thought about her shorter period, she was pleased that Janine and Joanie would not see a string hanging out of her vagina when her panties came down for her disciplining.

The next day, Kathryn put on a nice magenta skirt and a light-colored blouse with a stickpin, along with her burgundy pumps. They arrived at the shop and Janine welcomed them, guiding them to one of the treatment rooms upstairs. Kathryn now understood that Joanie had already specified what her session would include, so she wouldn't know what was coming next until it happened.

When they arrived at the room, Janine asked her nicely to raise her skirt, which Kathryn did. Then Janine pinned her skirt up so it would stay above her waist. She saw that Kathryn was wearing nice silky pale blue panties, which Janine knew had been purchased at the shop not long ago.

She sat on a comfortable armless chair and patted her lap, the traditional signal for anyone being spanked to get across the spanker's lap. Kathryn complied and Joanie focused her attention on her mom's commodious bottom held in by the fairly snug panties.

Janine now began to spank Kathryn, and she gradually increased the frequency and strength of her spanks. After a fusillade of about thirty hard spanks, she deftly slipped Kathryn's panties halfway down her thighs. Then she reached for the hairbrush which she used to give Kathryn a more powerful stinging spanking.

Kathryn began to groan and then cried out at the pain she was experiencing. She also felt an unexpected and embarrassing need to urinate. This would cause her a lot of shame, she expected, because the disciplinarians usually denied requests for toilet breaks. But she asked Janine anyway, fearful that her urinary sphincter was not as tight as it once was, which was why she had small pee stains in her panties most days. Janine smiled cruelly, remembering how Kathryn had endorsed Janine's refusal to let Joanie pee when she said she was afraid of losing control.

"I'm sorry," Kathryn said weepily, "but I know I'm about to pee if I can't get some relief."

Joanie nodded to Janine to let Kathryn use a bucket to pee in, just as Joanie herself had finally been allowed to do when Janine was disciplining her. The severe French disciplinarian brought out a modest-sized bucket which she placed on the floor near Kathryn.

"You may squat over the bucket to piss," Janine announced. "Please do so quickly so we may resume."

Kathryn squatted, making sure her panties on her thighs were out of the way, and released a strong pee stream which kept flowing for quite some time. "I guess you're now at an age when you pee a lot," Joanie commented. Kathryn was focused entirely on peeing into the bucket and getting her urination over with.

She finally ended her peeing, and Janine handed her some toilet paper, which Kathryn wiped between her legs, front to back.

"Are you likely to need to pee again or do Number Two?" Janine asked in an unfriendly tone.

"I don't think so," Kathryn responded quietly, not yielding any potential need to respond to an imminent need.

Janine secured her ankles to a caning bench which Kathryn had been told to kneel on. There was a bar that she could place her hands on in front. Janine now put some Vaseline on her finger and efficiently inserted it into Kathryn's recessed, dark anus. Then she picked up a ginger fig from a credenza and slipped it into Kathryn's anal opening.

Kathryn felt her nerves inside her anal ring react positively to the anal insertion but knew it would soon begin to sting her insides.

Janine stood behind her, armed with a medium-thick cane, laying it on Kathryn's protruding bottom, and snapped her wrist to impart a first stinging stroke. Kathryn screamed because the young French woman had hit hard. She also felt her rectum inside her anus start to sting as well. Janine proceeded to give her powerful cane strokes after allowing a half-minute interval.

When she reached six, the traditional number, Joanie signaled her to keep going. She also said Janine should continue after twelve was reached. Kathryn grew fearful that she was going to get an incredible eighteen strokes, but Joanie had told Janine to stop after the 13th stroke. Kathryn was surprised but was not released from the ankle cuffs.

Janine picked her favorite instrument, a French martinet, and expertly aimed it at Kathryn's mottled and striped bottom. The rawhide strands with metal tips whipped into Kathryn's sore bottom, causing her to scream even louder. Janine teased her by striking lower on her bottom, until the last few strokes sent a few strands in between Kathryn's legs and snapped on her most sensitive places.

Kathryn was wiped out, sore, and beyond being angry. But now when Janine undid the cuffs and removed Kathryn's panties from her thighs, she told Kathryn to remain standing with her legs spread. Kathryn instantly realized Joanie had ordered Mistress's strokes. These were given with a small soft whip aimed straight up into the recipient's open vulva. Kathryn had received three the last time, with the last striking her vaginal opening and clit as she was commanded to hold her labia apart for the stroke.

Janine took the small soft whip in her hands. She bent down close to Kathryn's bottom and laid the whip on the floor for a moment, then flicked it straight up into Kathryn's exposed cunt. She screamed louder than previously but calmed down out of fear of what might be coming. This time, Janine might utter the French word that Kathryn feared she would hear, "Ouvrez," which meant "open" and meant she had to hold her labia apart for the next stroke.

How many would there be? Kathryn mused. But now Janine placed the whip down again underneath Kathryn's spread legs and quietly, with her perfect accent, said "Ouvrez" and a frightened Kathryn duly held her labia open, exposing her vaginal opening. The whip struck right between the open labia and Kathryn almost lost position but held on for fear of receiving a penalty stroke.

After she stopped weeping and screaming, Janine announced, "Madame, the discipline is completed."

Joanie came over and hugged her mother. Kathryn didn't think at this point and enjoyed her daughter's gentle hug. Then Joanie asked Janine to check Kathryn between her legs to make sure there was no visible damage. Kathryn, still in a blur, lay down on the whipping bench and spread her legs for Janine's humiliating inspection. The French disciplinarian peered into her vulva and saw no marks or even indications that Kathryn had suffered any noticeable reaction to the whipping.

"Her cunt looks all right, Madame," Janine reported. She turned to Kathryn and said she would now help her put on her panties and then would unpin her skirt. When this was completed, Kathryn was now fully dressed again. She had slipped off her pumps, which she put back on.

Janine escorted them downstairs, and the senior disciplinarian and now the owner of the shop, Annabel, greeted them. She had punished Joanie on the two occasions when Kathryn had brought her in for discipline. Joanie smiled and mentioned the Spanx Power Panties she had ordered, along with the rumba panties with ruffles for Kathryn to wear when Joanie next punished her at home.

She also purchased as presents, teen-sized undies for Joanne and Grace. She had them wrap them separately for each of her daughters but left two unwrapped. These smaller panties that would fit well for the girls would be quite tight on Kathryn. Kathryn would wear them on days when she had a spanking or caning coming.